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MY BOOKS.
I am a monarch, though my realm is small;Four narrow walls contain my kingdom all.
Yet, low as is my state,
No royal potentate
Hath wider power than I:
Like the Olympian god
I do but give the nod,
And far and wide my messengers do fly,
To bring me goodly company
Lest I should be alone.
Earth's wisest, noblest, saintliest, and most great
Do, at their bidding, wait
Around my throne,
And lay their treasures at my feet.
If I but stretch my hand
At once I see
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Sages before me stand,
Teachers from every land;
The orators unseal their golden tongues,
The poets greet me with their sweetest songs,
Earth's choicest inspirations are for me.
Such is my throne,
Such my dominion,
While I sit here, alone!
Cambridge, 1842.
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